My name is Dave Lee and I'm eighteen. My Dad was shot dead right in front of me by unknown man as we walked out of a restaurant. Then I was five but before he died,he drew a symbol on the ground like a circle inside a circle with his finger shaking as death grip him. After that incident, my Mom sent me far away from Houstong to have a normal life but I had to come back. So, this is my story.
The sunlight was gently filtering through the streets of Houstong,I mean the early morning sunshine. It was 8:30 am and I was jogging on the street of Houstong. Is been a long time but I still have little memories of these place.
"Hey Dave"
Here we go again. This is Johnny with his two friends; Jack and Rex. They scare the shit out of me when I was five.
"Hi", That was what I could only say.
"What do you have there?", Johnny asked friendly.
"Ahh.....this is my wallet and my cell phone"
"Wow. Can I see your wallet?"
"Yeah". I replied not sure whether to give it to him.
" Beautiful", Johnny said with an evil smile.
"Thanks, can I have my wallet back",
"No. I think I'm gonna take it from here", he smirked.
"Hey,you can't leave with my wallet", I held his hand.
"Yeah but I'm leaving with it", he shoved me away laughing.
I tried to take it from him but the three of them got hold of me and tossed me to the ground.
"You better go home Dave before I hurt you", he said not smiling.
Yeah. That's what they do best, hurt me.
"Are you going to punch me on the face like you always do?"
"Something like that"
I made another attempt to take my wallet from him but this time,they beat the hell out of me. I personally take that as a welcome, because in Houstong nobody give a fuck who you are.
When I got home it was already mid-day and my mom was preparing lunch in the kitchen. I didn't want her to find out what just happened to me because if she does, she would freak out. But my little secret didn't last long. You know how mums are,she became my personal doctor and kept nuturing my wound till it all gone. Some people may think she did that and always care for me because I'm the only child but I don't think so.
"Dave,you shouldn't have come back", my Mom quietly said as she gently deep the towel she had in her hand into a small bowl of water.
"I know mum"
"But you did"
"I owe Dad a favour",I mumbled.
Houstong is one scary place not to be. There are drug dealers,drug Lords and different deadly gangs. The kids here are as scary as hell. I wasn't fully raised in Houstong,so I'm not used to their shit but I have someone who could teach me how to be a badass. His name is Harry Lane. He saved me from a group of boys who wanted to steal my wrist watch and after that he took the wrist watch from me. I should probably say he stole it from me but I think he is pretty cool.
"Hey man. I heard you just returned to Houstong after many years you left"
"Yeah", I said as we kept walking alongside.
"Why do you come back?"
"I have something to finish up here"
"What is that?"
"Something...."
"If I were you,I could have fucking stay there"
"Comforting"
"Really"
"Yeah. So how will I get to be a badass"
"You will learn"
"Okay. Let's get started", I said excited.
"Not now", he smirked
"What do you just say?", I asked waiting for a different answer.
"Not...now", he said making it sound clear.
"You must be kidding me".
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